•August 19, 2016 • 2 Comments
Having cycled a zillion years
I need to pinch myself.
Am I in heaven?
Or have I really returned
Into the summer fields of Lancaster County?
Over my head in sweet corn.
Butter, salt on the skin of my chin.
Down breeze of sun dried alfalfa.
How can I tell them?
The way muskmelon melts under the nose.
The roar of August tomatoes.
How Katydids hammer the oak trees at night.
How the cicada spirals my body outward
Singing me back to the Light.
•August 10, 2016 • 4 Comments
…..but instead I seem to have been squinting and texting on the dock last evening, the only August 9th of the year.
Thanks for the reminder, KG.
•July 7, 2016 • 1 Comment
Check out this article, coming out in Sunday’s NYTimes. And while you’re contemplating that question, let’s revisit the beautiful piece by Lynn Tomlinson about Holland Island, which is now long lost, sunk into the #chesbay.
•May 21, 2016 • 2 Comments
It has been an honor and a privilege to be part of the team bringing the Ruth Starr Rose exhibition to Easton, where the artworks of a strong, progressive woman 86 years ago are as alive and meaningful to our community today as ever.
On Thursday, Florence Sherwood of Talbot County marched up the steps of the Armory into the exhibit looking for a photograph. Of course we knew exactly what photograph she was talking about. Listen to her story here, of the day 59 years ago that some 30 people from the tiny African American Talbot County villages of Copperville and Longwoods were invited for a tour of the White House by President and Mamie Eisenhower.
Florence was 15 at the time of her visit, the same age that Ruth Starr Rose was when she arrived on the Eastern Shore of Maryland from Wisconsin at the turn of the last century. Rose was as wide-eyed at the culture and world she found here as Florence and her group must have been at the White House in 1957.
Journal – Meet Florence Sherwood</a> from <a href=”https://vimeo.com/user28671246″>Kathy
Bosin</a> on <a href=”https://vimeo.com”>Vimeo</a>